Calara rolled over obediently to lie on her tummy, and she could feel her friend's fingers tracing lightly over her back.

“Another day or two and these will be gone," Alyssa stated happily.

Calara rolled over on to her back again.

“How?" she asked simply. She glanced to the side and saw that John had awoken too and was watching their interaction intently.

“It's probably simpler to show you something first before we explain. It will make it easier to understand," he said reassuringly.

He Leaned over to the bedside table and picked up a remote. He moved to lie down again, but Calara urged him to sit in the middle of the bed, so that she could cuddle him on one side, with Alyssa snuggled in on the other. It felt right somehow and the brunette shared a contented smile with the blonde across his chest.

John smiled happily as he wrapped an arm around each Lovely teenager. He passed the remote over to Alyssa as his hands were now full of nubile young women. Alyssa looked up at him knowingly and searched through the data dump from the Fool's Gold for the right files. She never ceased to amaze him with her ability to read his desires, she was incredibly perceptive.

After a few moment's pause, an image appeared at the foot of the bed. It showed a delightfully nude Alyssa, standing confidently with a beaming smile, in all her busty athletic glory. "You recognise that gorgeous girl, I'm sure,“ John said as Calara nodded happily.

A second image flashed up to the side.

“But have you seen her before?" John asked curiously. This was the image taken over a month ago, the day that John had first met Alyssa. The image showed a ghostly pale, petite waif, looking malnourished and nervous.

"Who is that?" Calara asked, her heart full of compassion for the poor girl in the image.

“That was me," Alyssa said in a quiet voice, sounding suddenly vulnerable.

Calara snorted in disbelief, her mind refusing to accept what was obviously some odd joke. However she went silent when she noticed something... the eyes. Those same piercing blue eyes stared out from each image. Calara moved out of John's embrace and moved to the foot of the bed to look more closely at the images. Now she had a familiar point of reference, she could see it was true, as she looked back and forth between the two images. Similar nose, mouth, jawline, ears, all just made more Lovely and perfect.

"How?" she asked, feeling bewildered, before turning and sitting down to face John and Alyssa.

“His cum," Alyssa explained. "I made a deal with John where I offered to service him whenever he wanted. After a few weeks of swallowing his loads, I went from that, to that," she said, pointing at the two images.

“But that's impossible!" Calara's gasped, he mind balking at the idea.

“Is it?" Alyssa insisted.

“Your nose is fully healed after only two days. I bet the medical staff told you it would take at least two weeks for the swelling to fully subside,"

Calara reached up to her previously broken nose self consciously, before stopping and nodding her head in confirmation. She sat and pondered this startling revelation.

“So if I keep swallowing his cum, I'll end up looking like you?" she asked curiously.

"No, you'll probably Look Like you. Just a slightly taller, bigger busted, more perfect version of your current athletic self I suspect,” Alyssa theorised, her hand tapping her chin thoughtfully.

“Probably? That's not very reassuring," Calara smiled warmly at her friend.